(Art by Inu-Sama on Twitter)

You and Rhoda have been married for about fifteen years and with every year that passes you never get tired of watching her wake up next to you.

She sits up on the age of the bed, stretching her arms over her head. You take the time to admire how does pajamas managed to contain her massive ass—or any other pair of pants for that matter. In her sleep the pants had slipped lower than she would have preferred in the moment, leaving the crack of her ass exposed, yet lightly covered by her furry tail.

In the tussle of the night her shirt had also rolled all the way above her large boobs. She lightly scratched at the fluffy globes before turning to look at you over her shoulder, having developed a sense through years of marriage that detects your perverted gaze.

“Morning, baby…” She said softly, bright blue eyes admiring the man she married.